Hey, I'm back! Here's chapter three, hope you enjoy! Poll's still up~!
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ON WITH THE STORY!
Hiro's P.O.V.
While Shirru is thinking, Hiro is reading her mind secretly. 'Heh, so she likes him too, but the thing is, me and Gon have to make Shirru except her feelings, and make Killua, the clueless bum, realize his feelings.' He frowned. 'This isn't gonna be easy. Oh well, better tell Gon when I have a chance.'
Shirru's P.O.V.
Screams. The only thing that I could hear.
"Gon! Don't stop! The best thing that you can do is to hope you don't hear your friends' screams! ... GON!" When I looked back at them, Gon was running back, yelling, "Leorio! Kurapika!" And he dissappeared. I kept on running, going faster and faster, until I was neck to neck with Satotz. I left Killua behind, thinking, 'Why are you saying such harsh words, Killua?' Then I snapped at myself, 'Why am I saying that? I do that myself...I have no right to think bad of him.'
I arrived at the clearing, where the second phase would take place.
Killua's P.O.V.
When I turned back around, I didn't see Shirru. I sighed, 'Gee, first Gon leaves and then Shirru!' My eyes roam the space in front of me, and I still failed to see Shirru. I kept on running quietly.
Gon's P.O.V.
I saw Leorio being choked by..."HISOKA!" I charged forward, flinging my fishing rod, effectively hitting Hisoka in the cheek. He looked at me, slowly, dropping Leorio. "Gon!" I turned my head to see Kurapika squatting next to Leorio. I turned my head back, Hisoka was touching his cheek, he seemed out of it. He finally looked at me, he laughed, "A fishing rod? What an interesting weapon. Let me see it," I looked at him, my rod. Him. Rod. Seeing me hesitate Hisoka said, "Don't worry I won't do anything." I walked up to him and gently put my rod in his hands. He examined it, turning it around slowly, "Interesting indeed," he muttered, he handed me back my rod and walked over to where Leorio was laying.
Hisoka threw Leorio over his shoulder and told us,"You all pass, you Ringo-chan, got an A+. You-" he pointed at Kurapika."-got an B+. And this person got a B." He walked away.
"Hey! " I yelled, "Where are you taking Leorio?!" Hisoka turned his head, "You can't possibly carry him, right? I'm taking him to the next phase's meeting area. Ciao~"
"Kurapika! Follow me!" I yelled as I ran away, following Leorio's after-shave. Kurapika snapped out of his daze and ran after me.
Hiro's P.O.V.
I looked at Shirru, worried. She was leaning against a tree, curled into a ball. I started reading her thoughts... No, seeing them.
~Shirru's Memory~
"Sou-nii! Sou-nii!" a seven-year old Shirru called out to her brother. Her brother looked away from the citrus tree, he smiled warmly. She was running towards him, her arms stretched out. Soutaru squatted and hugged Shirru as she ran into his arms. Soutaru laughed merrily, "What do you need Shii?"
"Onii-chan?" "Hmm?" "You told me to be a hunter, right? And you're a hunter too?" Shirru asked with her blonde locks in her face. Soutaru sat on the ground, leaning on the tree. He placed Shirru on his lap and she leaned on him, getting comfortable. Soutaru looked at Shirru with his deep purple eyes and started, "Yes, I told you to be a hunter, and I am also one." "Why do you want me to be one?"Shirru asked. "When time comes you will know why, but remember, I will always love you." he replied. "Un!"
Next Memory
Shirru trained hard, hard to complete her brother's request. Her 8th birthday came, her brother came up to her and gave Shirru her present. It was a fox. It was me. "I got him just for you, name him," Her brother urged while stroking her hair. "Hiro!" she chirped. "That's a good name," Soutaru complimented. "Yeah! Arigatou nii-chan!" she hugged him tightly.
Next Memory
It was night, I was in Shirru's arms. She was walking down the moon-lit hallway, she stopped in front of a door and opened it. "Sou-nii, I can't sleep." She whispered and looked into the room. It was empty. "Nii-chan? Nii-chan!" Shirru put me on his bed and walked around the room frantic. She stopped at the coffee table, it had a baby-blue paper on it. She unfolded the paper and read it.
Dear Shii,
Hey, by the time you read this, I'll already be gone. I have important work to do, so I had to leave, sorry. Please forgive me.
I wanted you to become a hunter because then you could find me easier. I knew that this day would come sooner or later. Next time I see you you better be a hunter, or I'm never going to show myself. Bring Hiro along with you on your travels. Become a good hunter.
I left something for you, a treasure. You have to be a good hunter and find the treasure for me to reveal myself. Good luck Shii, I love you.
Love, Soutaru.
She silently closed the letter and tucked it into her nightgown's pocket. She walked over to the bed and squeezed me tightly. Wrapping herself in the blankets, she cried herself to sleep.
The next morning Shirru cut her hair to her shoulders, and cut her bangs in a fashion that made it hard to see her purple left eye. All you could see was that bright green right eye. From then on, she never let anyone see her left eye, not until she could find her brother.
Next Memory
She was packing for the Hunter Exams when she came across a photo of her and her brother on her 6th birthday.
She looked at her brother. Long, blonde hair that reached the middle of his back, long layered bangs that were in his face abit. Deep purple eyes, pale skin. "Onii-chan... I wonder if you still look like this," Shirru whispered, her eyes glistining. She gently put back the framed picture of her 6 year old self and her 10 year old brother.
~End of Memories~
Shirru slowly lifted her head when the clock chimed 12:00 and the doors opened. She stood, twisted up her long hair, layed it in her hood, and put her hood on. She picked me up, off of the floor, and squeezed me tightly. She walked to where the second phase was beginning.
Nobody's P.O.V.
"Buhara, are you hungry?" a light green haired lady asked. "Yes, I am Menchi!" A big man beside the lady said.
"Well! As you can see, we are Gourmet Hunters! I am Menchi, and this guy here is Buhara! This phase will be cooking!" Mutters and yells broke out. "QUIET!" Menchi shouted. The noise lowered, but there were still mutters here and there. "In this phase you will have to satisfy us! You will have to cook a dish for me and a dish for Buhara. You will be doing Buhara's course first!"
Everybody waited in silence. Buhara announced,"I want roasted pork! Any type of pork in this forest, the Biska Forest, will do! Start!" Everybody rushed away in search for the pigs. Shirru was the only one left, she walked up to Menchi and Buhara. "You gave them a pretty good task, Buhara. Hopefully those pigs won't kill them," I said then asked Menchi, "Pissed?"
"Of course! They just dissed cooking! How could I not be fucking pissed!?" Menchi yelled enraged. "Good, I'm pissed too. Fail all of them for all I care, but I can tell you, I will prepare excellent dishes for both of you,"
Shirru's P.O.V.
I turned around an went running into the woods, running back out with a pig over my head. I went to a table and cut the pig up, leaving the ribs in the middle of the table. I carefully cut the ribs off of the spine and chopped the ribs to little parts. I started a small fire and slowly grilled the ribs, turning them over when needed. While the ribs were cooking, I made some sauce, and washed some vegetables. In the middle of the ribs cooking I added sauce to it, and continued cooking.
Once the ribs were ready I put them on a plate, and on a separate plate I put some lettuce on it. I then placed the ribs on the plate. I decorated the plate with a variety of vegetables, and for the final touch I squirted a bit of lime on the dish. I walked up to Menchi and Buhara and showed them my dish.
People stared at us. Menchi grabbed a rib and chewed, this earned a gasp. 'What shocked people the most is probably Buhara not making a move to eat.' I thought. Menchi made a small hand signal, and Buhara started to devour the dish. "GOOD! GREAT! FANTASTIC!" Buhara complimented. I simply nodded. Menchi rose her head, she was smiling brightly. This shocked the examinees further.
"It's perfect. Thank you for that wonderful dish, #13." She then stood and pointed her finger at the crowd. "YOU ALL CANNOT BEAT THE AMAZING TASTE THIS DISH HAS! IF YOU TASTE THIS DISH, THEN YOU'LL BE BOWING ON YOUR KNEES, BEGGING FOR FORGIVENESS! YOU WILL UNDERSTAND THEN, HOW IT'S LIKE TO BE A COOK, HOW IT'S LIKE TO BE A GOURMET HUNTER! GIVE US YOUR BEST TRY!" She shouted, I winced.
I walked back to my 'kitchen'.
~Later~
Shirru's P.O.V.
I was eating some of the food that I made out of the rest of the pig, when I heard a gong sound. I looked up, Menchi was standing next to a gong. It was still ringing. "All of you fail! Only one made it, # 13. Congrats," Menchi announced.
I felt a breeze, it felt nice. I looked at Hiro who was devouring a plate of meat. I sighed and jumped off of the 'kitchen' counter. Complaints was all that I could hear, I was too focused on where the breeze was coming from. Next thing I knew, the ground was shaking. I opened my eyes lazily and glanced at the source. Old man Netero. The old man was talking to Menchi, then Menchi pointed to me. The old man turned to face me, but when he saw me, suprise was etched on his face. "Yo, Oji-chan!" I shouted, suprising the whole group, cause I heard a,"WHAAATTTT?"
"I didn't think you would last this long, my darling grand-daughter!" he shouted back, giving out a hearty laugh. This just caused more ruckus. Menchi cut everybody off, "Chairman, can you give us a lift to that mountain over there?" Netero turned away from me and stared at what Menchi's finger was pointing to. "Ho-Ho. I see what you're thinking. I'll give you a lift, now get on." Everybody piled onto the airship.
When the short speech about Netero being the chairman ended I walked away, with Hiro sitting ontop of my head. Someone grabbed my wrist. I glanced at the person. Killua, Gon right beside him. "What?" I asked. "We need to talk," Killua said roughly. He dragged me to a corner of the ship, Gon following. He told me to sit, I did.
"First, why did you dissappear? Second, how do you know the old man?"Killua questioned. I looked at Killua straight in the eye and answered, "One, I wanted to be alone for abit. Two, he's my god father." "Why did you want to be alone? Is something wrong, if there is you can always tell us!" Gon said worried. I looked at Gon, "It's nothing you need to be bothered with, it's something personal. Family type personal." "You can still tell us!" Gon said. "No. If I do then you'll most likely help me out, which will slow down your goal of finding your dad." I said as I stood walking away. "We're not friends anymore then!" Killua shouted from behind me. I waved to them, my back still facing them. "Sayonara!" I told them. Something in my heart felt broken, but I brushed it off.
Nobody's P.O.V.
After Shirru turned the corner, Gon turned to Killua. "Killua! Did Shirru just use us?! Was she acting as our friend all along?!" Gon asked Killua, hoping for a no. "She just did!" Killua growled. "You shouldn't be caring about her anymore! Forget about her, she just used us!"
"Okay..." Gon agreed, but somewhere in his heart he believed that Shirru really didn't do that.
Oooo. Suspense. Will they be friends again? Will Shirru ever find her brother? Will Gon lose faith in Shirru? Hang on, the next chapter's gonna come out.
I'm planning on making two new stories.
Fuyu OUT!